The little things I've learned: a goodbye to high school

Allison Cook, Assistant Editor in Chief

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     This is probably one of the hardest things I have ever done.

     Why? Well, because I hate goodbyes. And in a way this is one, and I have no idea how to say it.

     As some might know, I moved to Hudson in fifth grade and started in the school system in sixth. This was probably the greatest decisions my parents made for me. Over the years I have made so many friends and learned so many lessons, both in the classroom and out.

     While I can’t share every memory, I want to share some of the most important.

     For starters, never miss an opportunity to tell someone how much they mean to you. I have a really great family – from my cousins, to my aunts and uncles, to my parents. They all have always been there for me. I will always treasure the times before dances and parties when everything is super-crazy, but they help me pull through. I always loved comparing my time in high school to my cousins who are all older than me (three of them went to Hudson). I’ll always treasure those little things they did.

     My blood relatives aren’t my only family though. Between newspaper, band and my inner group of friends, there is always someone around that I can go to for comfort, support or even just a laugh.

     The best lesson I learned from my “newspaper family” is that even when times get tough or don’t go your way, just keep going. Many may not know this, but for every edition we have two late nights, one Wednesday and one Friday. These are crazy nights, full of laughs and stories and a ton of stress. It’s our crunch time and despite how things don’t always fit on the page quite right or get done perfectly on time, we keep on pushing through the finish line. And the best part? The end product. There is always an end product or a light at the end of the dark and rocky road. Life is full of dark times and roadblocks, but you just have to keep going, and I promise you will get through them.

     Band is my largest “family” and probably the family I learned the most from. Of everything I was taught while in concert band or out on the field, I learned how to be a leader. I found that no matter where you are, you are responsible for not only yourself, but those around you. And not all leaders have titles. Being a leader is helping those around you whether they are older or younger than you. A leader is someone who understands that not everyone is perfect, including the leader him or herself. Finally, a leader is someone who is open to listening to others and willing to allow others to lead for a time. The title is earned, the idea is something from within.

     The most important lesson I learned though, was through my friends. Be yourself. Be weird, be crazy, be different – most of all be you. The people that truly care about you will like you for who you are. My example of this are three little facts that I tried to hide from my classmates, and any time I would say something, there was something inside me that made me feel that I was wrong to do so. I am Jewish, I love Pokémon and I have dyslexia. These three little facts about me, while they cause me anxiety, are a part of who I am. And there is nothing wrong with any of them. My friends, of anyone, have shown me this – through their continued support and caring for me despite these facts. Heck – I have even made a few friends because of these facts! So don’t hide who you are, be proud of it.

     Now, before I bring this to a close and say my final goodbye, I’d like to share the quotation that helped me get through this roller coaster of a young life. I have no idea who said it first, but it means the world to me and I hope you find meaning in it to.

     “Someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.

     Thank you to all who made me who I am today. It’s because of you that I have proudly attended every dance this school offered that I could attend (that totals 14 dances), will be graduating with an Honors Diploma, attending the Scripps School of Journalism at Ohio University, will be majoring in journalism with a specialization in environmental studies and photojournalism and will be trying out (on trombone [they don’t march flutes]) for the Marching 110. It really has been great.

     So, to end I’m going to go back to 2000 when a song titled “Graduation” was released. As a kid, this was one of my favorite songs. Maybe I liked the melody, maybe I liked the meaning. But as I listen to it now (as I’m writing this and as a graduating senior) a tear comes to my eye. This moment seems to have come too fast. Don’t take a moment of your time here at Hudson, or any moment of your life, for granted. Cherish it.

     “I keep thinking times will never change / Keep on thinking things will always be the same / But when we leave this year we won’t be coming back / No more hanging out cause we’re on a different track / And if you got something that you need to say / You better say it right now cause you don’t have another day / Cause we’re moving on and we can’t slow down / These memories are playing like a film without sound […] As we go on / We remember / All the times we / Had together / And as our lives change / Come whatever / We will still be / Friends Forever,” sang Vitamin C.

     Thank you, HHS. You will always have a place in my heart.


2015-05-22 10:17:36